This was the medicine gang's property. Hot pot was stewed and wine was warmed, and it was specially used for the patrol team to rest.
The team was filled with martial arts experts, but apart from Deacon Chen er who was in the essence refining realm, the others had no rank. Therefore, he needed a Tavern like this to rest and drink to warm his body. Otherwise, he would easily get cold.
what the hell is this weather? it's already so cold in the early winter.
Chen er cursed as he entered the tavern. He gulped down a few mouthfuls of medicinal wine and turned back to call out, " brothers, come in and drink. We'll continue our patrol after half an incense stick of time.
The team members took their seats one after another, gobbled up the pig's offal, drank the unique medicinal wine of Sanshui town, and complained about the damn weather.
